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Thursday, February 27, 2014

Night Life


Another wasted glance
Just go ask her to dance
Ripe like a spring flower
Yet you’re gonna be a coward
With intentions unknown
You blend like a stone
Thus tonight’s escapade
Ain’t getting you laid
While that fifth glass of wine
Makes them all look fine
You’ll step on some toes
But we’ll see where it goes
So you think you’ve got swag
But you missed her red flag
When her eyes flashed alarm
As you tickled her arm
And though she’s not the gal
You initially prowled
She’s got enough glamour
To bring down your standards
Just looking for fun
Or is she the one
It’s the wrong place and time
To straddle that line
Should have had a bouquet
But it’s rum you display
Maybe it’s her taste
But it seems like a waste
So go on and shake
She’ll be gone when you wake

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